Elisabeth laughs softly, shaking her head as she continues to cook. "Oh yeah? And who's the one that kept sneaking into your room and stealing all your clothes?" She flips a pancake expertly before turning back to him with a grin. "I guess some things never change."

She gestures for him to take a seat at the kitchen island, plating their breakfast as she speaks. "So, what do you feel like doing today? Anything in particular you want to see or do?"

Elisabeth lets out a surprised laugh as she feels his hand on her behind. She turns around to face him with a teasing grin. "Well, you're certainly eager this morning." She wiggles her hips playfully, enjoying the feeling of his touch despite herself. "But I think we should focus on today first. We can tease each other later."

She hands him a plate piled high with pancakes and syrup before taking a seat across from him. "So, what say you? Any ideas for us?"

Elisabeth looks a bit taken aback by the suggestion but doesn't seem entirely opposed to it. "Well... I suppose that could be fun," she says with a small smile. "But just to clarify, we're talking about sleeping in separate beds, right?" She glances over at him, her expression teasing. "I don't want anyone getting the wrong idea."

Elisabeth's cheeks flush deeper as he steps closer and teases her about their earlier kiss. "Oh really?" she says with a small laugh, trying to appear nonchalant. But in truth, the idea of sharing his bed does hold a certain allure for her. After all, there was no denying they'd always had an easy chemistry between them.

With a sigh, she relents. "Fine," she says with a playful grin. "I'll sleepover... but just this once."

"Alright," she whispers, reluctantly pulling away from him. "I'll go change now." With one last lingering glance back at him, she climbs out of bed and heads toward the bathroom to change into something more comfortable for dinner. As she brushes her teeth and washes her face, she can't help but smile to herself, marveling at how much things have changed between them in such a short amount of time.

Elisabeth blushes slightly as she walks over to the table, taking her seat across from him. "I guess so," she says with a shy smile. She takes a bite of dinner, savoring the flavors before looking up at him again. "This smells amazing."

As they eat in companionable silence, Elisabeth can't help but feel grateful for this newfound closeness between them. It's different from anything she's ever experienced before, and she knows that it won't be easy to navigate as time goes on.

Her heart skips a beat at his words, and she can't help but feel a rush of warmth spread through her body. "Really?" she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. "You think so?" She takes a deep breath, trying to calm the racing thoughts in her head as she savors this moment with him.

Their faces are inches apart now, their eyes locked on each other's, and Elisabeth can feel the tension building between them.

Her heart skips a beat at his words, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she leans in closer still, their breath mingling as she whispers, "You don't have to apologize for how you feel." There's a hint of longing in her voice that she can't quite hide. "I just... I never want anything to change between us," she confesses, her eyes searching his face for any sign of understanding or reassurance.

Elisabeth blushes at his comment about being skinny and shrugs it off with a small laugh. "Well, I've been busy lately," she says defensively, not wanting to admit that he might have a point. As he continues to rub her back, she lets out a contented sigh, enjoying the closeness between them.

"I think our chances are pretty good," she says with newfound confidence, "as long as we work together. We make quite a team when we want to be."

Elisabeth's cheeks flush redder as she feels his hands on her bottom, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she lets out a playful growl and swats him lightly on the arm. "You're terrible," she says with a laugh before adding more seriously, "but I think we could do great things together if we really tried."

There was an undeniable chemistry between them, even when they were bickering or teasing each other. It was part of what made their relationship so unique and special.

Elisabeth nods in understanding. "I get that," she says softly. "But you also have to consider the possibility that finding love might not hold you back; it might actually help you reach your dreams." She pauses, gathering her thoughts before continuing. "You don't have to rush into anything, of course. But maybe... starting small wouldn't hurt. You could meet someone new, see where things go without letting it interfere with what you want for yourself."

As they begin their second round of rock-paper-scissors, Elisabeth can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. She may not have won the game, but she helped her brother open up and see things differently. Who knows where that might lead? For now, she focuses on the contest at hand, determined to give it her all.

She studies Timeaus carefully as he makes his move, watching for any tells or signs of what's to come. When the hands finally fly into the air, she curses under her breath;